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Did he feel the same?

Amidst the whirlwind of emotions that had taken hold of me, a cloud of uncertainty lingered, casting shadows over my growing affection. Questions danced at the edge of my thoughts like elusive phantoms, each one a spark of insecurity that threatened to dim the intensity of my feelings.

Did he hold the same depth of sentiment as I did, or was I merely a passing fascination?

The weight of my own vulnerability gnawed at me, weaving threads of doubt through the tapestry of my heart.

I didn’t know what to do. Should I ask?

No. He’s going to think you’re crazy.

His lips brushed gently against my forehead, a tender caress that felt like a whispered promise. In that simple gesture, a rush of warmth cascaded through me, soothing the jagged edges of my doubts and fears. It was an unspoken reassurance, a silent affirmation of his presence and his feelings, leaving me enveloped in a cocoon of tenderness that set my heart aflutter.

I’d worry about my doubts in the morning. For now, I was going to enjoy every last moment of this.

CHAPTER10

Aidan

I’d lost controlcompletely.

I’d leapt right over the line without a care, but I was finding it hard to regret even a fraction of a moment. Even now, Irina’s tight little body squeezed mine, perfect in every single way. She was a beautiful girl, but she looked absolutely ravishing when she came for me.

I found myself utterly entranced by everything about her. She had a once-in-a-lifetime type of beauty, her green eyes like shards of emerald that held secrets yet to be uncovered. Her dark hair cascaded like a midnight waterfall down her back, a stark contrast against the porcelain canvas of her skin. Her every move ignited a primal desire within me that refused to be quelled by willpower alone.

It wasn’t just her physical beauty that ensnared me, but the entirety of her being. Her voice, a melody that resonated in the chambers of my heart, stirred emotions I thought were long dormant. Her laughter, a cascade of notes that danced through the air, transformed even the dullest moments into vibrant memories. There was her radiant smile, a source of light even in the darkest of nights. Every facet of her existence screamed for me to make her mine.

I wanted her. No, Ineededher.

Yet despite all of that, I was acutely aware of the tumultuous path I was treading. The boundaries of our worlds were etched in stone. The weight of her family’s and my family’s legacies and the power struggles that defined our lives should have been enough to deter me, but in her presence, the allure of those restrictions seemed to fade into insignificance only to be overridden by an undeniable truth.

I was falling for her.

With her here in my arms, I found solace from the chaos that surrounded us. After this, I was never going to be able to give her up. I just needed to figure out some way to make her mine without causing a war between my family and hers.

The risk of pursuing her like this was substantial, yet I chose to traverse this dangerous path because, for the first time, the temptation of her was worth defying the very foundations of my world.

With exceeding gentleness, I gradually pulled out of her, reluctant to relinquish the tight vice of her glorious little body. She moaned, the sound like music to my ears, and I groaned, relishing every moment of this sordid encounter like my life depended on it. With mounting tenderness, I hoisted her a bit higher in my arms as I carried her through her bedroom, her weight a welcome burden against my chest. I strode into the bathroom before setting her down on the small ottoman beside the bathtub.

I wasn’t going to put her to bed yet. After what had just happened between us, I wanted to make sure she was okay. I wanted to take care of her and spoil her.

Truthfully, I wanted to worship the ground at her feet.

With a steadying breath, I turned the knobs of the tub. I was going to bathe her. Once I was convinced that she was alright, I was going to put her to bed.

The warm water flowed steadily from the tap, its soothing melody filling the air as I adjusted the temperature to perfection. Watching the steam rise, I couldn’t help but look forward to watching her sink into the warm embrace of the luxurious bath I was preparing for her. Carefully selecting fragrant oils, I poured them into the water, each drop causing a swirl of aromas to cascade all around the room.

Next, I lit several candles. The flickering flame cast a gentle glow across the room, setting the stage for her ultimate relaxation.

With a tenderness that bordered on devotion, I extended my hand towards her, a silent invitation for her to step into the waiting oasis of warmth and serenity. Her fingers slipped into mine, her touch sending a jolt of electricity up my arm.

“You’re going to let me spoil you now, princess.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured, her cheeks blushing a beautiful pink.

As she stood up, I took several moments to admire the long lines of her body, her perfectly sized breasts, her pretty pink nipples, the gentle curve of her waist, and the toned landscape of her legs. I memorized every inch of her, committing it to memory so that I could remember this first night together forever.

Gently guiding her, I watched as she lifted her foot and climbed into the tub, using her toes to carefully test the water before she committed fully. More confidently now, she eased herself into the embrace of the bath, her sigh of contentment like a melody that played a chord within my soul.

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